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Jon pressed tender kisses into my shoulders and neck while his claws continued to tease my skin. My cock slipped from her wet pussy and I wasn’t sure I remembered how to breathe. The room spun around me. Soon, blackness followed, seeping in from the edges of my sight until I fell into oblivion.

Chapter Nine

Dominick

The sound of an old phone ringing woke me. My eyes fluttered open, and light filtered through a haze, almost blinding me. Each ring of the phone pounded inside my head as though I had tiny gnomes cobbling shoes in there.

With a groan, I rolled towards the sound and slammed my hand down in search of the torture device. My fingers finally found the handset, and I fumbled, lifting it off the cradle.

Who the fuck has landlines anymore?

The ringing started back up and I threw myself in the general direction to pick it up, this time growling into the receiver. “Someone better be dead.”

“Well, since you’re not at work, I worried you might be.” My partner’s smooth voice filled my ear.

“It’s the middle of the night.”

He chuffed in my ear. “Try noon.”

I patted the surface with my hands and determined I was in bed. After blinking a few more times, I opened my eyes fully and looked at my surroundings while still laying in the bed.

The antique furniture, heavy drapes and cloud-like bed told me I woke up in the Serene Raven. The clock by the side of the bed confirmed the time. My hand scrubbed over my face, and I shook my head.

What the hell happened last night?

“Man, I feel like I just went to bed.”

This time, he laughed. “What the hell did you do? Tie one on to celebrate the rain?”

I remember eating dinner with Anna and Jon, then I came back to my room and crawled into bed to do some reading on my phone.

“Why didn’t my alarm go off?” Sitting up, I looked for my phone and found it under a pillow.

Checking the phone log, I saw the alarm sounded and I must’ve shut it off, along with several missed calls from Sean. I flopped back on the bed and covered my eyes with my arm. Nothing felt real right now. As a matter of fact, it all felt very surreal. There’s no way I could have fallen asleep last night, then woken up for a sex party and sacrifice of a woman… Wait. She felt familiar. Where have I seen her before?

My arm bounced on my head as I mentally flipped through images in my mind.

“Holy shit!” I sat up, slapping my head. “One of the missing girls was there!”

“Where?”

“Here!” Jumping out of the bed, I held my arms out and searched my body, and there wasn’t one speck of blood. I remembered a demon cutting my boxers from my body, but here I stood wearing intact boxers.

“What the fuck is going on?” I yelled into both the room and phone, hoping for an answer. Any answer.

“Moody! What the hell?”

That wasn’t the answer I had been hoping for.

“I… I… don’t know. Was I fucking dreaming?”

“That’s it. I’m coming to you. Hold tight, brother.” He hung up, and I stood there, still looking at my boxers in awe.

I grabbed my bag and went through it, not even sure what to be looking for. My head swiveled, looking around the room. Something in the air felt off. After replacing the handset in the cradle, I grabbed my jeans from the chair and slid them on along with my tee, and left my room to solve my personal mystery before Sean arrived.

Anna

Moisture hung in the air, making my limbs feel heavier than they were. I used my arm to brush my bangs back and continued working on the yard. Storms like the one last night wreak havoc on trees, flowers, and anything else in their way.

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